El amanecer de un hola

Previously

…The Muse of Mishaps beamed, a radiant, chaotic smile that promised further adventures. "Excellent! Now, about that time you tried to impress your aunt by juggling oranges and ended up braining the family dog…" Arthur groaned, but this time, it was a groan of mock despair, tinged with the exciting prospect of finding the humour in even the most ridiculous of his past misadventures. The blank page was no longer a void; it was a canvas, waiting for the vibrant, messy, and hilariously awkward colours of his own unique story. The admissions officers, he suspected, were in for a treat.